The dye is cast before a mother’s kiss.I know I’m bloody dyingAnd those who read thisAnd those who don’t Pease spare me your denying No God will be left crying.   0

She pushes me away with disgustlike a diner who finds a hair in her meal.I am the plate.Filled with warm delights,still steaming, still trying to be wanted.Untouched and getting colder.Never to be eaten.Destined for the bin,(that graveyard of good meals)already crowdedwith other heartsnobody finished.   2

  Is the mind in the body or the body in the mind? It sounds like a silly question so go on, laugh. Everyone “knows” the mind sits neatly in the brain, like a tenant who pays its rent in thoughts. But what if it’s the other way around? What if the brain floats inside […]

No massive iceberg, no torpedo.The hull’s neglected skin finally ruptured after forty years without maintenance. Forty years of forgotten sins flooded USS Matrimony.She sank fast.Husband and wife plunged into freezing water, together for the last time. He drifted away. She never called his name. Among the flotsam of broken things the rescuers found a pale […]

When I lost my mind, I searched but could not find Myself anywhere. In the mirror, a stranger stared Not me. A crack ran through its soul, Visible only in its fractured eyes. 0